||[Jan. 31st, 2004|11:36 pm]
|||||It's my life- No Doubt (Icky)||]|
I'm alive, for those of you who care. I'd said I'd be x-posting everything from DJ to here, but I'm not, because I'm lazy and feel no motivation to click that many buttons when Diesel Sweeties and Diamond Mind are so much more interesting.
Apparantly I've aquired a new friend, not that I mind but who the FUCK are you? It's cool that you add me, but it is a tad creepy when I've never heard of you, and since I'm not at ALL active on LJ anymore, never see you around, since I belong to 2 communities, niether of which you are in.
God Deadjournal is SOOO much more exciting. It's weird how you bond with people you've never met, you know?
Well in anycase, I'm in the middle of what seems to be my 3rd nervous breakdown of the school year, (a new record, whoooo!!) and it is rather boring.
I'm sick, and I'm tierd and I'm not having nearly enough good days to keep from killing somebody.
PMF was today. It was fun, but really really tiring because I had to take Hannah and Mikendra was there and two small girls around alot of big and bitchy people is not always a fun day. Then Hannah decided to throw some temper tantrum in the middle of a public restroom about toilet paper.
I have been with that child all day. I just put her to bed.
At least I took a nice nap with Adam. Even if I did smother him in my arm pit (sorry babe, not that you're around much anymore either.)
God the internet has become so boring.
But I guess it's the closest replacement for a social circle, right?
What social circle?
-A burnt out suicidal sk8rboi
-A music nazi with a cockroach eating his face
-A weasel with no fine motor skills
-A weasel with motor skills fine enough to get him into one of the most prestigious art schools in the country (fucker).
-A slut who chooses relationships like she chooses her nail polish color
-An uptight control freak who won't stop talking about her sucesses in life, and meanwhile making my life look meaningless and unimportant because I'm not going to be graduating
-An art teacher who is becoming more and more difficult to communicate with
-A boyfriend I never see
-Other friends who I probably shouldn't be giving difinitive catagories to, since I haven't really talked to them in weeks.
Can you guess who's who?
And which one's really matter?
Anyway, back to Joey.
Or not. He hasn't called in months.
Sorry guys. I tried. I really did. Once I left LJ I guess I just did it for good.